Yesterdays

I'm drowning in deep memory

                                  And choking back my tears

                               How I loved sweet yesterdays

                                  Those happy Golden Years!

                               But this is normal, earthly pain

                                For at our losses, is their gain

                             Sometimes my spoiled child within

                              Rises in a grief, and once again 

                             I look to our Dear Father's Grace

                              And I can almost see His face

                                 "BJ, they are here with me

                                From earth's cocoons are

                                            Flying free

                                           Now please,
                              
                             Take down that Christmas tree :)

                                  Memories are golden

                              But Heaven's streets are too

                        They would not wish again to dwell

                           Though they be there with you

                         So cast your gaze to heaven, child

                             And let those tears be dried

                    Though even for dear Lazarus, you know,

                                   Even Jesus cried

                           Tears are heaven's diamonds

                               I hold each one with me

                        But sorrows are behind them now

                                 For they are flying free"

                          And as these musings enter in

                              My gaze is lifted up again

                       

                         
13 Brothers and sisters, we do not want you to be uninformed about those who sleep in death, so that you do not grieve like the rest of mankind, who have no hope. 14 For we believe that Jesus died and rose again, and so we believe that God will bring with Jesus those who have fallen asleep in him. 15 According to the Lord’s word, we tell you that we who are still alive, who are left until the coming of the Lord, will certainly not precede those who have fallen asleep. 16 For the Lord himself will come down from heaven, with a loud command, with the voice of the archangel and with the trumpet call of God, and the dead in Christ will rise first. 17 After that, we who are still alive and are left will be caught up together with them in the clouds to meet the Lord in the air. And so we will be with the Lord forever. 18 Therefore encourage one another with these words.
                                                     ~ 1 Thessalonians 4:13-18 KJV
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Schiavina Avatar
February 19, 2023 at 6:46 AM
A masterpiece that touches the very core of every heart. it's so well written it brought tears to my eyes. Thank you for your Faith Witness.
George Avatar
January 23, 2023 at 9:36 PM
"Tears are heaven's diamonds /I hold each one with me". When we are knee deep in sorrow and tears flow from our eyes in endless succession, we hear a gentle murmur from Heaven.... 'Dry your tears for all those who have left are with me and I have collected your tears'. B.J, your poem is so beautiful and consoling. Love it ...
Canerdy Avatar
January 23, 2023 at 8:50 PM
A wonderful piece, a moving blend of emotion and wisdom, BJ! Janice
Ashley Avatar
January 23, 2023 at 8:37 PM
Dear BJ, deep emotions of love and loss and the power of faith are so beautifully expressed and adorn every verse in your exceptional poem. "Memories are golden/But Heaven's streets are too" - so lovely! Warmest wishes, my sweet friend.. ~Susan
Dietrich Avatar
January 23, 2023 at 2:28 PM
So wise and inspirational this is. Thanks for sharing.
Buehler Avatar
January 23, 2023 at 10:53 AM
This poem's beautiful words are a powerful reminder that love never dies. Thank you for sharing, BJ. Blessings.
Agustin Avatar
January 23, 2023 at 6:09 AM
Thanks so much for sharing this... faith-edifying. Thanks likewise for your uplifting comments. God bless you.
Pandit Avatar
January 23, 2023 at 5:57 AM
Deep in memories of beloved--finding comfort in faith. Memories are golden-- But Heaven's streets are too... I heard your emotions throughout, my friend.
Buhagiar Avatar
January 23, 2023 at 4:01 AM
A very spiritual poem. Loved it.
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